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I saw stars.

“Oh!” I cried out, my nails digging into Marshall’s shoulders as he pulled me down onto his knot, growling possessively.

Full.

There was no other way to describe the feeling other than painfully, and gloriously, full. There wasn’t any of my pussy that wasn’t being stretched and discovered by his knot. My mind short-circuited. One second, I was aware of what was going on around me, and the next, I was coming so hard I nearly passed out.

“Fuck,” Marshall groaned, throwing his head back, his eyes closed. I abruptly realized just what we were doing.

I bit my lip, my shyness coming back. “I’m sorry. I kind of attacked you there, didn’t I?” I asked softly, my body still shaking with the aftermath.

Marshall chuckled, holding me by the back of the head, forcing me to meet his eye. “My omega can attack me anytime. I’m just sad I didn’t get to take my time with you. How are you feeling?” he asked, brows furrowed in concern.

My face heated. “Good. Really good.”

The tension in his shoulders eased at my words.

His hands went to the hem of my nightdress, pulling it over my head before I could even blink.

“Hey!”

His hands came up to cup my breasts, admiring them. “I didn’t get a chance to appreciate these… that’s something I need to rectify immediately.”

Inspecting them, he ran his fingers over the curve, humming in appreciation. My chest was almost as flushed as my face under his scrutiny.

As I was about to open my mouth to say something, he leaned forward, taking my nipple into his mouth and sucking.

Hard.

“Marshall!” I gasped, my pussy fluttering around his cock.

He chuckled, nipping before speaking. “Looks like I’ve got an easy way to tell exactly what you like. Your pussy is clamping down and flooding my cock.”

“I…uhhh…” I couldn’t form words. Marshall was a man on a mission to memorize and inspect every inch of my chest.

I squirmed on his knot, desperate for more. Because yes, I liked it. I liked it a hell of a lot.

His teeth sank into the flesh, just above the nipple, hard enough to leave a mark. I clenched around him, right on the edge of an orgasm.

“Oh, you like that a lot,” he mused, continuing his mission. “Don’t you, angel? And just how close are you, my omega?”

I was soaring. If Marshall wanted to know how close I was to coming, all he needed to do was wait a few seconds.

Chapter 29

Marshall

This was not what I expected when I stayed up late doing taxes again. I’d figured I was in for another tedious night of numbers that the damned accountant should’ve been working on. This was much better, even if it was entirely unexpected. I never imagined that Summer would simply jump my bones, but I wasn’t complaining. My mate was truly stunning.

Still, this did seem a little out of character. But Summer had also more than convinced me that it was what she wanted, and I could have spent the rest of my life with her soft, supple body wrapped around my cock. My knot throbbed with each pulse of her pussy, swelling inside her as she moved her hips in little circles, slowly creeping back to release.

And her breasts were fucking phenomenal.

She squeezed around me as I sucked on the spot I’d just bitten, then dragged my tongue across it to flick her nipple. We were hardly moving, but my dick was seated inside her so snugly that I could feel it every time she particularly enjoyed what I was doing. It was amazing.

I held her full breasts, brushing my thumbs across either nipple, and I just admired her, utterly stunned by how beautiful and alive she was.

“Marshall…” A moan bled out of her, desperate and breathy. She clenched tighter, beginning to pulse around me as I gripped her tits, pinching her nipples. “Oh, fuck…I’m so…close.”